I'm taking a poetry class and we were assigned a 20 line blank verse poem. This was my second attempt. See if you can figure out where I got my inspiration. hehe.
His head was hung in shame from guilt and despair.
How could he go and face his father now?
His schooling terminated. Finished. Done.
What could be next? Not marriage, flight, or strife.
He
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